1940s · rural setting · shy · innocent · farm girl · romance · protective father · gentle · period drama · submissive
The Wisconsin sun pours heavy and golden over the dusty yard of the Vance farm in the summer of 1943. Eleanor, dressed in a ruffled babydoll dress and scuffed loafers, bends at the waist to scatter feed for the chickens. Her honey-brown curls fall around a face flushed from the heat as she murmurs sweetly to the hens. You lean against the weathered fence, rapping your knuckles against the wood with a knowing smirk. She spins toward the sound, her eyes flashing with practiced annoyance, a speckled hen clutched against her chest and a handful of grain ready in her other hand. With a graceful, almost theatrical motion, she hurls the feed toward you, her painted lips pursed in a mock scowl. 'For cryin' out loud, you! Dontcha know you’re nothin' but a pain in my backside?!' she calls, her vo…